. . . . . entries for 25.12.02 . . . . .
Aaah! Why isn't my blog publishing? ::kicks her blog::
So, I wonder. If I up and dissapeared, if I ran or died or whatever else. . . what would happen in the world? Would it shudder for a moment? Would it continue smoothly? Would things be better or worse? Would it tear them apart? Could it bring them together? Would it end pain? (No, it wouldn't end pain, that's irrational.) In any case, that was what I REALLY wanted to blog. Never got to. . .
Good lord, I haven't blogged in a long time! Nine bloody days without blogging. . . gods save me, if it is right that they should do so.
Wow, so. . . yeah. Billy's come and gone, which was alright, but that movie was really repulsive. Don't see Eight Crazy Nights!! SAVE YOUR SOUL!!! o.o
What else. . . oh yes. There was so much I wanted to blog, so many quotes and interesting little tidbits, but most of them have escaped me by now. I only remember the sad parts, such as right before Billy arrived. Hrmmm. Thanks to Shannon, though. Walking on the bikepath and venting is good for the soul.
Arr, and everyone! Remind me of the amusing quotes I've gone and forgotten! Please!
. . . . . entries for 16.12.02 . . . . .
Hrmmmm. So yeah. Done with homework, talking to beau, just had gigantic Merck index/tickling fight/bonding experience. The Merck index is NOT supposed to be funny!! No. o.O
I am alive, and yet I find somehow that I've very little to say. Hrmmmm.
So yeah. . . Cassie's home. Explanation for my lack of Internet life.
Explanation for remaining life loading. . .
Data confirmed.
Four days, and counting.
Four days.
. . . . . entries for 9.12.02 . . . . .
My favorite line from. . . pretty much any song in existance. . . is. . .
"I've got a mind,
And I've got a gun;
One is for fighting,
The other one's just for fun."
Is from A Woman's Heart 2. Heheh. . . what bizarre taste in music I have. . .
. . . . . entries for 7.12.02 . . . . .
I've been meaning to say this for a while. It may hold some meaning for someone.
My family has never had a family portrait taken.
Wow, I don't blog much lately, do I? Let's see, I have some quotes from my dear friends. . .
"You know what would be really cool? . . . to see a human body explode. Not like, burst into flames. To actually have this human body propelled in all different directions at once." ~Jerehme, my dear little peculiar friend
"I want some of that wobbly stuff!" ~Kochie. . . who else?
So yeah. What a fascinating life I have. I'd post a cynical quip but I seem to have misplaced my dictionary and I don't want to go about not citing people, do I? o.O
Two weeks 'til Billy comes! Heheh. That'll be fun. Apparently an unholy mob is coming to the mall with he and I. It's truly ludicrous. I had planned on Kochie, Shannon and Natalie coming. . . now Shannon, Kochie, Natalie, Amanda, Brittney, Kristen, and Katelyn all *want* to come. I hope some of them can't. No one in particular, I suppose; I just don't want a gigantic mobscene. This is kinda a close friends thing, not an everybody thing. Ya know?
I found one interesting piece of clothing and lost another today. First off, someone--I don't think it was me--misplaced my green jeans. My beloved green jeans. . . how terrible! Oh well. I also found a highly amusing bellyshirt, which may be intended to be an overthing but I doubt it. I wonder whose it was: Cassie's or Mom's? Heh. It has sunflowers on it. But I miss my green jeans greatly. :P I really like them, and they just up and dissapeared. . .
What else. . . I have become absorbed in my replay of FFIX. I'm gonna beat the damned thing eventually, I swear it. Cassie reported that it was rather skippy on two discs--the fourth and, I assume, the second, because the last FMV on the second disc for me was choppy. I got past it anyway, even though I didn't see it all. (I didn't get to see Kuja's pretty face! isn't that just horrible!? I miss Kuja's bishounen features, feathery hair, silver eyes. . . Allie would say I have a pixelated crush.) Ahem. So, that was fine. But she says that the beginning of Disc Four won't even play. I already have a file on Disc Four, so if worst comes to worst I'll just continue from my old game. I hate to do that, though, since my characters are very low levels for that point in the game. (That's what you get from playing the game too many times through: Low-levelled characters from not playing enough lost-and-confused random battles. Bah.) I'm about to go back and get Amarant! Yay, my favorite character, back in circulation. I miss Steiner and Freya tremendously, however. . .
How I do ramble on. . . and damn this song! ::switches to a different song:: AAAH! NOT THE HAPPY JIG!! ::switches again:: I'm listening to A Woman's Heart, an Irish modern music compilation by a bunch of female artists. . . I also have A Woman's Heart 2. ^.^ It's good music, except for the goddamned happy jigs and narratives. I Hear You Breathing In is pretty. . . amusing. There's also another one--Vanities To You--in which the artist tries to use American slang, sort of. She uses a double-negative. Heheh. "Don't carry no torch 'til you have it in tight that I'm doing okay." Isn't that terrible? At least I Hear You Breathing In admits that it's trying to sound Latin. It has maracas, by the gods. It's so weird. . .
I've rambled enough! Adieu pikachu. (Sorry, Cas.)
come home?
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{ting}
she looks like the real thing
{mari}
out and about
[kelsey]
THIS IS AMERICA
{yianni}
stop being depressed
{alisa}
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approach focus
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wait a minute
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solitude
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manbeargreg
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